HAD THAT POSTMAN DREAM

My cards are on the table. My head is in the game.
There's a rattle in the frame I can't concentrate
I can't
Nothing seems the same. Everything's unstable
Moving toward betrayal and I can't respirate.
We're back in until we black out
We're chasing every train. Training for the chase.
Waking up again.
Had that postman dream. What do you think it means?
We started on the floor but we're headed to the top
and we're never gonna stop to face all we're revealing.
Ignore the looming drop. Unlock the final door.
Turn around and run once more, the open floor is sealing
It's another final stroke. Line up at the sign. Sign the dotted line. Open up your mind.
My fate is in the cards and the game is in my head
and we're sure to wind up dead
and cracked and blacked and bruised.
Remember what was said, given my regards.
Lanes and boulevards and streets and avenues.
Let's check out checking in
Set the match alight. Match a lighted set
and retire for the night.
so in this dream, I'm a postman and I have these two
bulging sacks full of letters and all of them are for you
but I don't know where to find you but I'm looking for you
at a lighthouse
and I run up to the top of the lighthouse and I don't find you
so I turn around and I run back down to the bottom of the lighthouse
and I still don't find you
and I turn around and I do it again
and again
up and down and up and down that lighthouse
and I start running faster and faster
and the two bulging sacks start feeling tighter and tighter
and I go up and down and I go up and down
until finally I reach the top
and I just start throwing the letters straight up
handfull by handfull into the sky
until the sacks are empty.
Then I collapse and I light a cigarette.
Man, what do you think that means?